Thursday, October 31, 2013

From the mundane to the ordinary

From the mundane to the ordinary

Eiffel Tower is so common what’s the big deal, 
From my dining room I see it in every meal. 
  
I cannot see my mother, 
Can’t eat what she makes or smell her around. 
To my brother who’s with her, 
It’s as silly as it sounds. 


Objects, living or otherwise, lose their importance with availability. The poem takes two well-known archetypes so to speak and shows how even such coveted objects lose their importance and become ordinary. The poet understands this merely as a mental model (trained to neglect that which is in front of us) and wonders as to how to change this paradigm.

This poem does not talk about nostalgia alone. I have conditioned just one interpretation for which I apologise. However, there are other interpretations as well.

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

The narrator

The narrator

When the stage is done, 
Players will come and leave 
One by one. 
  
In a thick and turbulent weather, 
The move, not to be together; 
Voices coarse and terse 
As if to rehearse a hearse, 
Beings aligned like pillars, 
Rigid and firm; the strong weaklings 
An inch of space is more than a hole in the needle, 
Drowned in meek feelings 
Not to be placed, there are no fillers. 
  
The wicked stage is undressed. 
Has transformed the King once bathing 
In the stream of bloods. 
  
Years later. The hollow stage re-appears. 
Germs emerged. 
Thousands and millions of bodies burnt. 
Smell though wasn’t coming from hell 
Players unable to sit in the garden. 
Much later, the place broke the walls 
Memories of pain now washed. 
  
Coarse voices without remorse 
Their tongues re-appeared in some other place. 
Need lives. Some more. 
Suddenly, the narrator says, 
‘Let me be that life, that countless life 
To flow into death to loosen 
And relax the space.. as I did before’, and goes 
Backstage. The voice echoes… 
The stage didn’t show but 
Is now a dais of peace. 
  
The stage undone 
Players come and leave 
One by one. 

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

angst

angst

I don’t know 
If it was just a spark from the rainbow; 
I saw it upon closing my eyes, 
It disappeared before I could name it 
My eyes opened. 
  
The Sun at night and the Moon in the morning 
Look fatigued before me just as I am told. 
The grasses on my head and the hair on the meadow 
Detached and disconnected. 
I wonder if they were born for any function at all, 
Though their colors change when they’re tired, 
Between brown and white muddled in time… 
I see a seed in the womb a child in the bud 
Waiting to be named and dying to grow. 
  
I can see when I am blind can hear when I am deaf, 
In the painter’s symphony and in the musicians canvas. 
  
Confused in twilight numbed in the rainbow 
When meanings lose track; 
We look back and think, 
The spark where did it come from 
And where did it go. 

Scarcity in plenty in fiction and action

Scarcity in plenty in fiction and action

So many people so many stories, 
Yet content is amiss in proses and movies. 
  
Plenty of water land and air, 
Yet there’s no supply so fair. 
Plenty of food that daily go waste, 
In accounts written off that’s much out of taste. 
  
When beggars bang on glasses of our big and small cars, 
We choose to overlook those semi-visible scars. 
We ignore them with pain day in and day out 
We are planting in plenty our poverty to sprout. 
  
My leaders o dreamers when will you dream, 
For everyone who doesn’t so belong to the cream? 
There’s so much for all lying full and kind, 
Scarcity so tense we manage to find. 
Men and women so well born and bred, 
Show us the treasures that exist in the terrain. 
I am sure you’re as good as those who are led, 
Discuss with us to use our acumen. 
  
So many people so many stories, 
Yet content is amiss in proses and movies. 

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Father-daughter at the moment

My child, my daughter, is ready to leave 
Her bag is packed. To study she has to go 
In some other town she’d be a sophomore. 

What is a baby pig called? Piglet 
A baby eagle? Eaglet 
And a baby swan? Cygnet 
She’d answer these questions on my lap 
Her soft puny self her butts firmly on my folded right arm 
Her water bottle and bag hanging from my left shoulder 
Her hands stretched she’d completely throw her without a care 
Her face and little hair hanging a tad above the ground 
In a second would come up and touch my cheek 
With her hand around my neck 
And shout Piglet, Eaglet, and Cygnet baba…ha ha ha! 

Just put your right foot forward 
When you are on the escalator, like this, 
Every day I had to show and tell her so… 

My child, my daughter, is ready to leave 
Her bag is packed. To study she has to go 
In some other town she’d be a sophomore.

Monday, October 7, 2013

ignorance

ignorance

sand is different from mud
east from west water from snow
tree is sleeping in the silly bud
clever we are, eager to know

When I know

When I know

When I know the cost of time,
Silent silly yet made to chime,
Nothing will find the price unheard,
The sound is still with the singing bird. 

operator (haiku)

life is like a horse
it is also like a snail
no yes time remains

ring-lost

ring-lost

I have lost the ring what’s the big deal, 
I lost my love so long ago, 
I fell in love to crack my heel, 
The scar I know will never go. 
  
I have lost the ring what’s the big deal, 
I am lost in my love so deep and down, 
Bring your pain and I will heal, 
With the spark of the ring I have in my crown. 

option

option

A look can kill as it can heal, 
a word can end or it can mend, 
An act can bless or be a mess... 
We choose from the two, 
What to take and what not to, 
Look word act have no tact, 
What we want becomes a fact. 

instruments

the brain expresses 
ideas that ooze from the heart 
like sounds of dew drops  

Thursday, October 3, 2013

The package deal

In the backdrop of election, let us find our role/s - if it is about giving votes and paying taxes, it is also to STOP the conflict entertainment,

The objective

In my bid to understand our basic socio-political role in society, I could, among others, mainly find two; 1) to vote, and 2) to pay taxes. In fulfilling these two roles, and also other roles in our personal and professional lives, we find ourselves stressed, betrayed in a number of ways. The only escapade to this seems to be in the form of entertainment. It becomes therefore perfectly comprehensible when our respective political leaders entertain us by merely putting up a ‘show’. What we as a mass or a ‘mob’ refuse to understand is the price we pay for letting our leaders entertain us, bribe us, fool us, and cheat us. The communication happens between a set of kids on one side and children on the other. This article is not about us and they, but about all of us, the so-called betrayer and the betrayed. We hope to see, at the end of the article how both the parties are fulfilling their respective roles in the same way year after year. We will also see that there are no victims here, or, both the parties are. Political leaders are as much our prey as we are theirs. I will not talk about anything new but will bring forth a mental model that denies changing.  In one word, the mental model that we have is conflict. If it is a  troubling phenomenon, it is also entertaining.  The objective of this article is to let us think why our socio-political situation does not change.

Parable of the boiled frog

We are somehow convinced that our situation is not going to improve, that it is a frog swimming inside a tub where the temperature of conflict has been increasing slowly and gradually until to succumb becomes the black choice, the only choice – the only given in all our situations; from personal lives, to work environment, to our country and the world as a whole. I have always wondered as to why we do not resolve our conflicts although we know that resolving them is the surest way to peace, prosperity, power in the real sense of the term. May be because we have to give up our childishness and be like adults. May be we as individuals, as communities, countries need to accept our mistakes? Interestingly, Germany seems to be the only country which has openly admitted its mistakes to the whole world: and look at Germany now! So there is always a way out to get off this parable, the question is, are we ready!

Puppets and kids

Let us first look at the paradigm which is that of fighting. Look at any discussion that goes on in Indian TV channels! What do we see? We see a set of children fighting with each other as though they are acting out a role. And if you understood their facial expressions and vocal clues, you could figure out how much they came prepared to entertain us. I see them acting before a set of audience who wants these puppets to act in that way. Then who is betraying whom? BJP and Congress fight because we want them to fight. CPM and Trinamool fight because we want them to fight. Politicians while fixing blames onto their competitors, and eulogizing their respective parties and allies, are reading out the same script over and over again. And we are entertained by the sameness. Like the unquestioned popularity of the epics even today! Is this a dramatic irony where the audience knows everything? Are we watching Hamlet? Or the Mahabharata? 

All politicians speak the same language when it comes to two things, 1) please vote 2) always pay your taxes, it is a crime not to pay taxes. They want us to vote because it will help any of them to come to power, and they want us to pay taxes because with that money the condition of roads and villages, the poor, the hungry, the problems concerning food, shelter and clothing, transport, power, traffic will remain just the same, year after year. So please go and vote, and please pay taxes of all kinds is what they ORDER to puppets like us. I am not fixing the blame on them; I am rather trying to think what we can do to change this mental model of puppets and kids, if at all.


Too many cooks

I am confused as to who to choose. Why can't I choose more than one party since coalition is the very nature of our democracy? Will it solve our problems? Noh! Until we make political parties resolve their conflicts, I do not see any worthwhile change coming. If I say anything in support of Arvind Kejriwal, my readers would think I am supporting him, no. I am sure it will not take more than a year for Arvind to be as corrupt as any other political party! We have to change the way political parties function, and the way we want them to function. 

Living dead

Imagine a discussion happening where BJP and Congress are applauding each other for the good work they have done, and also share their learning with us by admitting their mistakes – weird, untrue…see we can’t even imagine this. So aren’t we condemning them to play a fixed role, which is only to fight like children and pelt stones at each other? 

Jean-Paul Sartre, long ago, called us 'les morts vivants' or the living dead. In short, it means we are living as though we are dead, living the lives of people who died with their stakes, values, beliefs eons of years ago. The commonest thing we do as ‘living dead’ is automate our lives, our reactions through what we know as values, beliefs which may not do us any good. Also, there are these two principal work we perform as living dead, a) divide in groups, sub-groups to fight/flight and b) re-produce to create more groups to fight/flight. This circus is a global phenomenon and is not restricted to India and her neighboring countries. I will float some examples and later clarify how it is relevant to the package deal. It is not enough to say I love India. I also have to say that I don’t love my neighbors. For being a true Brahmin, it is not enough for me to be a vegetarian. When I refuse to have lunch with people who enjoy chicken, beef, frogs and cockroaches it is then that I assume the role of a Brahmin. It is not enough for me to say I belong to a particular religion; the package is complete when I also think that followers of other religions are my enemies. Fundamentalists and liberals are condemned to hate and fight against each other to prove how authentic they are in their own thinking.

Authenticity

Authenticity is far too mature a ‘way of thinking’ to step into anyone else’s. It does not entertain with gun-toys and chemical or nuclear weapons. It allows to let the fundamentalists and liberals as staunch as they are, to let thinkers with opposite points of view co-exist despite being authentic towards his/her way of thinking. People who believe in authenticity do not have anything against people who are inauthentic, as long as there is no ‘dis-equilibrium’ caused to society. It does not need to convert people with different points of view into a single rhinoceros [ref. Ionesco’s Rhinoceros]. 

An understanding of our unchanging situation

My intention is to let people who are all well-meaning to understand why; year after year our situation does not improve. It doesn’t because we are repeating history ever since history became history. And we blame it on the politicians! In India, divides are countless, it is not only between south-India and north-India… but myriads of other divides…what these do is foster intolerance and dis-unities. And it is through these holes of intolerance and dis-unities from which enter insecurity, conflict, mistrust, and all such anti-social thoughts. As examples, we see liberals unable to work with a fundamentalist, honor-killings, and other ailments for intolerance. No wonder India has so many political parties! We see the same chaos in parliaments, and blame them for behaving the way they do…for Heaven’s sake, they are also us! We have people killing each other either because they hurt our egos, or because they opposed or snatched something away from us. Having a lot of political gundas is a necessity because political parties do not feel safe in their own country. Imagine a classroom of children fighting with each other, and also imagine them being suddenly supplied with guns and knives. What will they do? They will fight and even kill without even knowing what they are doing! Our society has endorsed delinquents for years and years. How will growth come if we do not allow anyone to function? Talking about gundas, the real kids who, if you take a one on one with them will tell you how much they hate being gundas. Conflict and mistrust is thick with negative energy, and we have a 360 degree of negative energy polluting us in every minute of the day. This is the single-most thing that is the root cause of all our so-called difficult situations. So-called because if this mindset changes, growth and development are just around the corner.

Our responsibility beyond voting and paying taxes

What we need to do as citizens of this country, is to ensure that political parties do not fight. This fighting, which has entertained us is proving a tad expensive now, don’t you think? Look at the challenges; Mamata Bannerjee fights with Budhhadev Bhattacharya, while both of them sincerely want West Bengal to flourish. But what are they telling us? They are telling us not to fight, that all faiths and religions are same! But what are they doing? Is there any amity between the two parties? Have they shown any willingness to work together?
Our true role would be to unite these two parties and ensure that they work in tandem, and then talk about communal harmony. Can we unite them? Can we ask them to get rid of their fights to show how much they care for the growth and development of West Bengal? Is this a question worth a thought!

Peace begins at home

Rahul, Varun, Priyanka, Maneka and Sonia are a family. Yet we do not see them together. They have the same situation of being fatherless and spouseless…yet they don’t show up as family! And these are people who talk about working as a family in their respective political parties and intend to resolve cross border tensions? What have they done to show us that they can rise above their past conflicts? Can we do something to see that their conflicts get resolved instead of cashing on it?

The fights between Renuka ji and Smriti Irani, between Dr. Manmohan Singh and Narendra Modi are famous and entertaining indeed. But can we rise above this mediocrity and do something to ensure that they stop fighting and start working together? Talking about religion now, what is so wrong in being a staunch muslim or a staunch hindu? And what is the problem in being a liberal as long as they, being themselves work towards mutual growth? Renuka ji is a ‘pakka’ congress because she is against BJP, that is the package deal which applies exactly with Smriti Irani as well.

Baba Ramdev says that until the day everyone starts doing yoga, he will not stop. Why so? Like yoga, people can go to the gym, can swim, jog, and play outdoor games to keep fit. Alternately, he could say that their organization will not say no to anyone who wants to do yoga. Until the time we let people with different points of view co-exist and work together, growth and development will be presented to us only in the form of GDP.

This package deal impacts our families and workplaces in a myriad ways. The model that plays in between the powerful and powerless, the managers and the managed is worth watching. The package deal plays a very important and unwritten role in our equation with people. For people in power, who you talk to or dine with plays an important role in making us visible or otherwise in our respective social and professional lives.

War is more intelligent and brave

Jean-Paul Sartre, who called us ‘les morts vivants’ (the living dead), during his mobilization, being right in the midst of war, was writing a diary by not engaging into war! Imagine his ‘livingness’! He called us so because, as mentioned earlier, we live like our ancestors. We don’t realize that ‘Survival of the fittest’ is no longer valid! Our automated behavior of ‘fight or flight’ is primitive in nature; back then we had no other option but take to ‘fight or flight’ when we were chased by our predators. Now it is ‘survival of the wisest’... it is only the wise who will survive. 

The thought-process that plays an important role here is that war is more intelligent and brave while peace is meek and cowardly; war is more masculine, and so our ‘raison d’être’! That is the reason why Hitler is followed even today in every war that is fought! However, if we read about Hitler, we might have a different opinion. Children in Germany are taken to the place where the holocaust happened so that all German children can get out of their respective child modes, and create a mindset which is in contrast with the well-known grown-up kid, Hitler.

Conflict as a form of entertainment: a tax with no benefits

When two parties fight, we are entertained. That's why they fight. Nothing could be put as clearly as this. We know that this is creating our biggest challenge, but we do nothing to ensure a mature way of coping with this challenge. To unite and not dis-unite could be our package deal. In a word in every situation, war or conflict is the virus that acts like a parasite on growth and development. GDP, to me, means nothing, high-rises, flyovers, entertainment channels do not speak of any achievement at all. I wonder how the world would be if all powerful countries would fearlessly admit their mistakes and going forward, accept ‘peace’ as the only tangible and quantifiable measure for growth and development, for real achievement. The real achievement would be when we as the largest democracy in the world can unite our leaders and make them work in tandem with each other, a role that is beyond voting and paying taxes.

Our role in the world's largest democracy


I am so sorry if I am asking you to live without spice which has so far been war, conflict, skirmishes and destruction. What I suggested with my limited understanding and visibility was to open our eyes and see why things don’t happen the way we want them to.  It is a daunting task for it demands us to unite various leaders who are perpetually in conflict with each other. Fighting against our mindsets, there might come a time when we could collectively say no to this entertainment. That in my opinion is our role, the real package deal.